Tag Archives: short fiction

It’s still dark out when Annie wakes. She didn’t mean to fall asleep. She meant to stay up all night, or at least long enough to hear reindeer hooves on the sloping roof of her house. The chimney is … Continue reading →

No one answered the ad, and Nora felt glad about it. She discontinued the ad after three weeks, though part of her wondered what in heaven she thought she was doing. “You’re a hostage to fortune,” she told Rodolfo over … Continue reading →

Author’s note: So I erred last time. Looks like there’ll be a Part 3 forthcoming, as soon as my subconscious tells me what it is. She hadn’t intended to keep the cat more than a couple of weeks, or however … Continue reading →

A two-part story, inspired by my parents and a line from the Yom Kippur liturgy. Part 1 The hardest thing, Nora thought, was the silence. She thought this many times over the course of a day. She thought it when … Continue reading →

“So where is he?” Eva asked Janey when their paths crossed in the industrial-sized gilt-and-marble ladies’ room of the swanky hotel where the reception was. Janey smudged an edge of her freshly applied lipstick with a delicate swipe of her … Continue reading →

A short story in three parts, inspired by a real-life trip to a thrift store and a find there that gave me the title. Part 1 “A wedding?” Eva said into the phone. “Oh for God’s sake, Janey. Of all … Continue reading →

This little flash fiction drabble crawled out of my head a couple days ago… seemed like it might make a good post. Enjoy. 🙂 Until she saw him, she never believed in love at first sight. Everything about him draws … Continue reading →